She should have thought of it long ago.

Mu Yuan and Lan Yu combined are not Wan Zhentian's opponents.

In order to hold Wan Zhentian back, they did not dare to leave rashly. They had to wait until she left safely before they could find a way to get out.

In this case, it is impossible not to be injured.

How could you escape unstoppable!

But after Mu Yuan came back, he had no expression.

In addition, with Qi Qiao seriously injured, Chu Qingge's attention was basically on Qi Qiao.

She didn't notice that Mu Yuan's face was very pale.

When her finger was about to fall on Mu Yuan's vein, Mu Yuan shrank and pulled his hand back.

"I'm fine, a little bit of injury is not worth mentioning."

"Since it's a minor injury, why don't you dare let me see it?"

Qingge still pulled his hand back, and put his long fingers on his pulse, and his face suddenly changed.

She reached out and grabbed his clothes and was about to pull it open.

Mu Yuan blushed and hurriedly grabbed his collar: "Princess, men and women will not be able to get along with each other, please respect yourself."

"Didn't you keep saying that you are my servant? I want to see my servant's body? I can't do it? Are you telling me that men and women will not kiss you?"

Qingge's words were obviously angry.

Otherwise, she would never dare to mention the matter of serving the Lord.

I am afraid that the more I talk about it, the more I will be trapped in this identity and never get out.

But she is really anxious now.

This guy is seriously injured, but he doesn't say it!

Mu Yuan was stunned and stared at her blankly. Even though his clothes had been pulled open by her, he was still confused.

This is the first time the princess has admitted herself that she is her servant.

She had been avoiding this question before, and he knew it in his heart, but he was paranoid and determined.

But she just said that he was her servant... For a moment, Mu Yuan's heart was warm and sour, and he felt sour.

But Chu Qingge saw clearly the palm prints on his chest at this time, but he was so angry that he almost wanted to beat him up!

No! You can't fight now! If you get hurt like this, you will kill him if you hit him again!

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" She was so anxious that she wanted to let him lie down so that he could give him an injection immediately.

But, there was only one place in the bedroom, and the only bed was also slept with Qi Qiao.

Even if I wanted him to lie down, I couldn't find a suitable location.

"I... just sit here." Mu Yuan knew what she was going to do.

At this time, there was a rare time for only two people - Qi Qiao was unconscious, and Mu Yuan's eyes only thought it did not exist.

He didn't want to make her angry, so when Qingge was about to push him down, he obeyed and lay down on the chair.

It was really a bit aggrieved by his tall and slender body.

But at this time, no one cares about this.

Chu Qingge opened his needle bag, pulled open his clothes, and immediately gave him a needle.

The silver needle fell, and the injury that Mu Yuan suppressed with his internal force exploded in an instant.

He endured it several times, but in the end he couldn't help it. He turned his head and let out a mouthful of blood.

"I... it's okay." As soon as he vomited blood, he was afraid that Qingge would be scared, Mu Yuan immediately explained in a hoarse voice.

"I know better than you."

Qingge really feels sorry.

In order not to let her see something was wrong, Mu Yuan was injured and suppressed the injury with internal force.

In this way, the injury will inevitably worsen.

But, in order to make her feel at ease, can he hurt his body at will?

Do you know if this continues, if he doesn't melt the blood from that palm in time, his bloodline is likely to be blocked and he will die!
Chapter completed!